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A Taste of Deception

Exploration by the lead of deception,
A grip of fraudulent rope,
Confusion and misdirection...
A harness to a fake chariot of hope,
Reversed acceleration,
A practical joke?

If it ceases to be yours
When you cease to be yourself,
Then, what is yours
And who are you
To tell me where to go
Or where I can sleep
Or what I must own?
Sorry, my dear friend
But try the next one.

poem by Romeo Della Valle
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To You Only

Exploration by
The lead of deception
A grip of fraudulent rope
Misdirection
A harness to a fake
Chariot of hope,
Reversed acceleration
A practical joke?

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poem by Romeo Della Valle
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Fraudulent

While they've been hating with their venom,
They've been fraudulent.
With pretensions they've been imminently,
Fraudulent.
Cheating and deceiving...
They've been fraudulent.

As they greased their palms....
Showing public charms.

Dissecting innocence and being,
Fraudulent.
Thieving with intent and keeping,
Fraudulent.

People can't believe who lead,
Are fraudulent

Be they young or old,
They've sold their souls.

Mentally the most of them,
Are fraudulent.

Evil and wicked...
They are fraudulent!

Sneakng in the dark,
They are fraudulent.
And tearing things apart.
While they rip out people's hearts!

With pretensions they've been imminently,
Fraudulent.
Cheating and deceiving...
They've been fraudulent.

Like snakes in the grass...
Greed is their task.
And tearing things apart.
While they rip out people's hearts!

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Fake Friend(Revised, In Line Form, Oh and Viewable

The poison seeps from of your eyes.
I can read your lies.
Pure and innocent are dead and gone.
Fake it just fake it.
Pretending your some thing your not.
In the end I win cause I have had been in the alleys.
I've slept in a abandon home to keep from catching cold.
Where were you then my fake friend?
Who do think your fooling?
Do you stop and try to give a ride?
So how bout it my fake friend.
Such a beautiful sharlton.
When I was getting beat up in the courts by five guys for protecting a races rights.
Where were you then my fake friend?
When my house burnt before my very own eyes.
Where were you then?
Hiding behind closed doors like so many times before.
Every thing has been standing still.
I knew the time would come when I would be done with it.
You can't help those who lead.
They'll follow no ones' road but there own.
Judge me not cause don't know how much ambition I truly got.
My fake friend you will not make your failings my own.
For each man women child breaks free of such tyranny.
This is to you my fake friend.

poem by Ace Of Black Hearts
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Funny Fake Doll

As a kid I made a fake “me” doll,
she was like me but not too tall.
I sewed her up with bathroom towels,
she was original and had no jowls.
Practical joke I did make,
with Funny Doll that was fake.
I put fake doll in my bed,
covered the blankets over dolls head.
Then my sister went to sleep,
I told her from far away,
I was sleeping “Please don’t make a peep? ”
My sister said, “Are you alright?
you look very sick looking tonight.”
I replied, with a yell, ha! Ha!
Then I ran to room laughing like hell.
My sister got scared, and then she laughed,
It was very funny, it was a blast.
These funny childhood memories are the ones that last.

Written by Suzae Chevalier on September 9,2011
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poem by Christina Sunrise
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Sister Lisa's Surprise

As a kid I made a fake "me" doll,
she was like me but not too tall.
I sewed her up with bathroom towels,
she was original and had no jowls.
Practical joke I did make,
with Funny Doll that was fake.
I put fake doll in my bed,
covered the blankets over dolls head.
Then my sister went to sleep,
I told her from far away,
I was sleeping "Please don't make a peep? "
My sister said, "Are you alright?
you look very sick looking tonight."
I replied, with a yell, ha! Ha!
Then I ran to room laughing like hell.
My sister got scared, and then she laughed,
It was very funny, it was a blast.
These funny childhood memories are the ones that last.

Written by Suzae Chevalier on September 9,2011
www.christinasunrise.com www.suzae.com

poem by Suzae Chevalier
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My Friend...

Hatred filled me up
Lost! ...Give me a map
Seen a friend I named HOPE
Though my friend does not dope
My friend's always up high
I always keep an eye

My friend is tough
My friend doesn't cough
My friend can't laugh
Everytime i see my friend
I can see the solution for my problem to end
Smile i could send

My friend is the only one i want to hang
My friend is not a snake, My friend don't have a fang
My friend soon, I will hang to you
NO my friend, not when i'm blue
It'll be when i get so bored w/ happiness
As well as with loneliness
When i'm plainly who i am
and everyhting seems calm

My friend, it wil be so soon
and i will be your own
my friend hope,
who doesn't dope
but my friend is a special ROPE.

poem by Aez NewHeller
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I'm Losing Sleep Again

Sleep soundly, dear
And do not dream
The nightmares I dream

Sleep soundly, dear
And do not cry
When you wake up to reality

Sleep soundly, dear
And do not believe
You have woken up already

Sleep soundly, dear
And do not stop sleepwalking
Take things slow and steady

Sleep soundly, dear
And do not pretend
I'm sleeping soundly, dear friend

Sleep soundly, dear
And do not lament over
Why I’m losing sleep myself

Sleep soundly, dear
And do not leave me
When you wake up to reality

poem by Dyhanara Rios
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My dear son, you are a man

My dear son, you are a man
Man is not beast and man is not God
And man can not change his nature
My dear man, your source of strength is sun
And sun is in the sky and sky is within you.
My dear son, your body is your chariot
And your chariot is taking you
Where you want to go no matter hell or heaven.
There is nothing like bad or good and
Hell or heaven my dear son
Hell is within you so also heaven.
My dear son, you are a man
Humanity is your identity
And that given to you when you born.

poem by Gajanan Mishra
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To The Woman In The Shadow

If it ceases to be yours
When you cease to be you
Then what is yours
And who are you
To tell me where to go
Or where I cannot sleep
Or what you own?
Sorry so-called love,
Try the next guy...

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poem by Romeo Della Valle
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Work, Sleep, Work, Sleep, Work

Work, sleep, work, sleep,
Work, sleep, work, sleep,
Work, sleep, work, sleep,
Work:

Work, sleep, work, sleep,
Work, sleep, work, sleep,
Work, sleep, work, sleep,
Work.

Oh free me please with gentle ease
From work, sleep, work, sleep, work!
This odium, pounding tedium
Of my work, sleep, work, sleep, work.

Just whisk me off to lands afar
From work, sleep, work, sleep, work -
That grinding train of rhythmic pain
Called ‘Work, sleep, work, sleep, work.’

Poor neural circuits fizzle and pop
In work, sleep, work, sleep, work,
In trying to make some sense of all this
Work, sleep, work, sleep, work.

But Hark! I see a golden gleam -
A saving spirit of hope:
‘You’re fired! ’ He screams. What news to bear,
This wondrous hangman’s rope!

So now I’m free, released from all this
Work, sleep, work, sleep, work -
Eternal peace and rest for me, no
Work, sleep, work, sleep, work.

poem by Mark R Slaughter
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Decide You Will Lead

You can choose to remove confusion.
You can also refuse to accept to lose...
With a bit of hope used and faith proven.
Anything done to do to prove to oneself...
Is possible to touch and see happen.

You can choose to remove confusion,
And a doubting mood that comes to bother you...
To restrict with a bitter attitude,
To stay fixed in a temperment...
Leaving you to pout in solitude.

Anything is possible.
Even having the patience to wait to see grass grow.
Anything is possible.
If you do not try,
How will you know?

Take a stand,
And command...
With a decision to lead.
And you can.
You can.

Take a stand,
And command...
With a decision to lead.
And you can.
You can.

Anything is possible,
Decide you will lead.
And you can.
You can.

Anything is possible,
Decide you will lead.
And you can.
You can.

Take a stand,
And command...
You'll take the lead.
And you can.
You can.

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Lean On Me

Heavy burden on your shoulder
Lean on me
Heavy burden on your shoulder
Lean on me
Heavy burden on your shoulder
Everyday just a little bit harder
Heavy burden on your shoulder
Lean on me
Down and out without hope
Lean on me
Down and out without hope
Lean on me
Down and out without hope
Im right here, Ill help you cope
Down and out without hope
Lean on me
Grab a rope and pull me in
But lean on me
Everyday, youll have a friend
But lean on me
Grab a rope, pull me in
Everyday youll have a friend
Grab a rope
In the world, ? ?
And if youre looking for a rainy day friend
Well grab a rope, pull me in
Lean on me
Heavy burden cloudy skies
Lean on me
Ill be the ? ? of weeping eyes
But lean on me
If you always feels like rain
All youve got in life is pain
Heavy burden, go away
Oh... , goodbye
Heavy burden, on you shoulder
Lean on me

song performed by by Housemartins
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My Dear Friend

you have been there for me no matter what
you have pick me up when i fall down
my dear friend
you are the reason why i am still alive
you are the reason why i can love again
because of you i have the strength to fight against enemies
you understand the pain i'm going through
you make me stand up on my feet

my dear friend
you have always there waiting for my call
you have always put a smile on my face when i feel sad
my dear friend
what would i do without you
who would i be without you
you never avoided me like everybody else
god drift us apart
we no longer see each other face again

my dear friend
everything seems different and harder when you're here
my tears are like waterfall
they keep on falling
my dear friend
please come back into my life
holding hands in the darkness
sing our favorite song until we fall asleep
my dear friend
let finish what we has started together
alone it will take years

my dear friend
you fight my fight
you got my back
my dear friend
how could i thank you
what should i do to please you
oh my dear, dear friend
it is a pleasure to have you as a friend
thank you my dear, dear friend

poem by Guenael Oristel
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Gotta Get A Grip On You

(r palmer/ a powell)
I can't tell temptation from chance
You are gonna have to lead me a dance
You are stepping so treacherously
It makes me wonder why it's gettin' to me
Gotta get a grip on you, gotta get a grip on you girl
I can't tell patience from fear
You are gonna have to take it from here
I like the way you carry on
It makes me want to sing this song
Gotta get a grip on you, gotta get a grip on you girl
Gotta get a grip on you
Gotta get a grip on you,
Gotta get a grip on you
Gotta get a grip on you
You know i can't tell temptation from chance
You are gonna have to lead me a dance
You are stepping so treacherously
It makes me wonder why it's gettin' to me
Gotta get a grip on you, gotta get a grip on you girl
Gotta get a grip on you, gotta get a grip on you girl
Come to grips with you
Gotta get a grip on you,
Come to grips with you
Gotta get a grip on you
Come to grips with you

song performed by by Robert Palmer
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I do believe that most men live lives of quiet desperation. For despair, optimism is the only practical solution. Hope is practical. Because eliminate that and it's pretty scary. Hope at least gives you the option of living.

quote by Harry Nilsson
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Missing You Still My Dear Friend

Missing you my dear friend.
When will I see you again?
God only knows the way this life shall go.
We drifted apart so long ago.
Riding the clouds.
Floating up and down.

Missing you still my dear friend.
When will I see you again?
We had our dreams.
We had our enemies.
They were one and the same.
We got older and we changed.
A plague of ill forgotten promises on my end.
Someday I hope I can be forgiven.
I've been walking this road.
God its has gotten so cold.

Missing you my dear friend.
When will I see you again?
Not tomorrow, not this year.
Maybe the next.
Sometimes I get so vexed by things out of my control.
I can play my hand of honesty.
Put on a fake smile and say cheese.
To those who treat me as if I'm diseased.
The ill forgotten soul.
Where is it now?
I will not bow to the bounds of an agreement of achievements
I have not seen yet.

Missing you again my dear friend.
When will I see you again?
We were mere children trying to predict the hand of god.
Who would have known what was in store for us back then.
We had no alternative motives then to help each other get a little further.
A break is what we needed.
I failed where you succeeded.
Now I cling to those demons.
Trying to find the reasoning.
Trying to find why life was so misleading.
A heart cut open and bleeding.
You were protecting me from myself.
You were my hero a savior and the greatest I ever have known.
I blew it with a dramatic leave of absence.
I blew it with the guilt of a thief.
I watched it burn in my head with dread.
For I knew I was no longer under you wing
I was in for a drastic change.
It was my re awaking of where the wrong path can lead.

Missing you still my dear friend
So many year have pasted and still I remember our moments.
They were every thing I see as golden.
But now it harder and harder to go back.
Face the truth.
Evil am I for in my hand the sword lays.
What words can be spoke to make it okay?
Never can I or will I forget those days.

poem by Ace Of Black Hearts
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Lies

Baby
What do I do
Playing my tune for you
Just to get you in the mood
Everybodys going to hollywood
Youre driving me mad
But Im smiling to the crowd instead
A lot of money is at stake, this is a hit and thats a fake
This is what you mean to me
This is what they all should see
Make a make up in a foolish style
Telling the truth by making a big lie
When I come, I come but nothings at ease
Breaking up the whole is a modern disease
Maybe you think tomorrows just a joke
Its a joke after joke after joke after joke
My love
Everythings an interview
And nothings really new
And everybodys looking for clues and you know what to do with a clue
My love
Get ready for the show
Theyre waiting and they will never go
This night is just a go
And its only for show
Dig that deal and be a millionaire
Drinking cocktails in the stratosphere
Getting jetlagged with my business friends in these supersonic wonderlands
Theres a flicker on the graphic display, first hes smiling then hes fading away
Maybe he thinks tomorrows just a joke
Its a joke after joke after joke after joke
Gold/1984

song performed by by Alphaville
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To my dear friend, who brought me back from a terrible place

A dear friend lifts you up,
brings you back from a hellish life.
A dear friend makes you smile,
even as tears stream down your face.
A dear friend shows you that life has meaning,
that your worth something and you belong.
A dear friend tells you how they care,
let you know that you are important and priceless to them.
A dear friend loves you no matter what,
no matter your imperfections or you faults.
A dear friend is always there,
to make it all better, to make your crappy day go away.
A dear friend is what everyone needs,
what everyone deserves.
A dear friend is given from God,
the greatest gift the heavens could ever give.

Thank you Buddy!

poem by Angelic Warrior
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One's Beliefs

Beliefs aren't changed overnight,
Because of misdirection.
Beliefs are changed overnight,
When new ones are created.

Misdirection can be debated,
For reasons to entertain those who make changes.
But one's beliefs as they are...
Are only fed to keep them out of the way.
And kept faithfully attached,
For purposes to serve!
Not to discuss what are facts.

Beliefs aren't changed overnight,
Because of misdirection.
Beliefs are changed overnight,
When new ones are created.
Like one's knowledge of facts...
Depends on who is being pleased.
And for what reasons they've been directed,
To go first down on their knees,
Hoping to find their minds comforted.

And...
Beliefs,
As they are interpreted to be.
Aren't changed overnight,
Because of misdirection.
Beliefs are changed overnight,
When new ones are created.
To please and comfort the converted

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Cushions

When my leaders
Sit in the assembly halls,
For legislation,
With fake brains, fake thoughts,
Fake eyes, fake looks,
Fake existence, fake appearance,
Fake education, fake degrees,
They seem to me
Fake, fake beings,
As if
Some one has placed cushions,
On the sofas and chairs;
Cushions stuffed
With rags of worn out jeans
Or old pieces of sacks
Made of jute.

poem by Muhammad Shanazar
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